In life, there is grief, there is sadness, and there is pain. But there is also laughter and joy and smiles and euphoria and love. In my memoir, Stretched, I give you a sense of what it was like deep down in that oceanic abyss, and with these posts, I aim to bring you right back up for air. Sure, there were hard times, but there were also so many good times. I kept a diary for many, many years, and in that diary, I have hundreds of stories related to dating and drinking (which you will find under the “…But I Prefer the Bar” section) and more recently, stories…